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Five-colored auspicious clouds in the sky surged and rolled, and nine phantoms of ancient bronze tripods broke through the waves from the void.

And on the map of the Nine Provinces and rivers engraved on this Nine-sided Cauldron, there is flowing the mysterious yellow energy condensed from countless imperial dragon energies.

Emperor Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his white robe fluttering in the wind.
His white hair fell on his shoulders, swaying gently with his movements.

Under his feet, nine huge tripods loomed.

The shadow of the tripod projected the light and shadow of countless common people working hard in the fields and controlling floods.

Emperor Yu slowly raised his right hand and waved it lightly.
Suddenly, a powerful mysterious energy swept across the entire battlefield like millions of horses galloping.

The chaotic black fog that was swirling around the demon emperor was impacted by the mysterious yellow energy.

Just like the lingering snow meeting the sunlight, it makes a hissing sound.
Then it quickly turned into wisps of green flame and dissipated into nothingness.

"Yes... Your Majesty! Yes... Your Majesty Emperor Yu!"

Inside Tianyue Pass, the human cultivators looked at the familiar figure.
Everyone was so shocked that their mouths were wide open, and for a moment the entire battlefield became boiling.

According to legend, the founder of the Great Xia Dynasty, which ruled the world for 20 million years,
Unexpectedly, at the critical moment when the demon cavalry broke through the country's borders, they appeared like a divine army descended from the sky!

When the Great Xiatian Lord saw Emperor Yu, he was extremely excited.

The dragon robe on his body was nourished by the mysterious and yellow energy, and the old wounds on it actually began to scab over slowly.
He raised his head and looked at his father's tall and majestic back.
There was a burst of pain in my heart, and an indescribable bitterness in my throat: "Father..."

However, Emperor Yu did not look back.
He just raised his hand casually and a beam of golden light tightly wrapped around Dayan Tianjun.
Then, like a whirlwind, it carried him into the clouds behind.

"Let's heal our wounds first." Emperor Yu's voice was calm and gentle, as if it was just a trivial matter.

Then, Emperor Yu raised his hand again.
I saw the golden dragons that were originally broken into pieces flying back into his hands one after another.

After all, these golden dragons represent the imperial dragon energy of his Great Xia Dynasty, and there must not be any waste.

The Demon Emperor narrowed his eyes, not daring to relax or be careless in the slightest.

Because he knew very well that the Emperor Yu standing before him was no ordinary person.

In that distant era in the Heavenly Palace, Emperor Yu's reputation was known everywhere.

His strength is the strongest among the human race.
Second only to the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. The Demon Emperor is naturally familiar with such a figure.

Moreover, Emperor Yu's strength is unfathomable.

Many years ago, he had already reached the cultivation level of a Half-Step Dao Lord.

This level of realm was absolutely rare in the world of earthly immortals at that time.

What is even more frightening is that Emperor Yu has a sacred imperial artifact in his hand - the Jiuzhou Ding.

Although the Jiuzhou Ding is just a fairy treasure refined through sacrifice, it is a thing favored by the human race and is regarded as the clan treasure of the human race.

Its power is as strong as that of an innate treasure, and is absolutely incomparable to the Haotian Treasure Mirror and Xuanyuan Blood Sword in the hands of the Great Xia Jun.

Time flies, years pass by like a shuttle,
Today's Emperor Yu, although he was once the emperor of men,
But it may not be possible to unleash the full power of this treasure.

If Emperor Yu was still the Human Emperor, the Demon Emperor would definitely turn around and leave without saying a word.

Because he knew very well how powerful an imperial treasure was, and even though the Donghuang Bell in his hand was broken, it was already so powerful.

At this moment, the shadows of the Nine Cauldrons in front of Emperor Yu quickly pressed down.

This power is not the kind of aggressive oppressive feeling, but like the spring breeze and the gentle rain.

But this is only for the human race. When it comes to the demon race, it becomes an unparalleled imperial pressure.

A sense of dominance that the whole world belongs to the king made them unable to move.

The demon clan's formation collapsed instantly under the impact of the Nine Cauldrons' pressure.

The roar of the Nine-Headed Lion King was stuck in his throat, unable to make any sound. He could only watch the scene in front of him.
Under his feet, half of the demon soldiers fell to their knees, unable to stand up, as if they were crushed by an invisible force.

And his own demonic power, under the suppression of this mysterious yellow energy, became stagnant like mud and difficult to mobilize.

The Demon Emperor stared intently at the Human Emperor in front of him. The totems of the ancestors on the Nine Cauldrons were clearly reflected in his golden pupils.

Emperor Yu also sighed: "Retreat!"

"The trend of the world now favors the human race. What you are doing is going against the will of heaven!"

At this tense moment of confrontation, the Demon Emperor suddenly burst into laughter.

"Defying the will of heaven?" The Demon Emperor laughed with a hint of disdain, "I just want the demon race to return to the supreme throne!"

"You are stubborn!" Emperor Yu looked at the Demon Emperor and shook his head slowly.

His fingertips lightly pointed at the first tripod floating in the air - the Mountain and River Tripod.

As Emperor Yu moved, the body of the Shanhe Ding suddenly changed.

The Kyushu landscape originally carved on the tripod suddenly turned from virtual to real!
Countless mountains turned into thick bronze chains, and the water of the river condensed into a huge black iron python, roaring and wrapping around the eighteen-winged golden crow Dharma image behind the Demon Emperor.

The Donghuang Bell seemed to sense this powerful force and responded by rising up, emitting a roar like the beginning of the world.

The sound of the bell was deafening, as if it could tear the whole world apart.

However, despite this, the Donghuang Bell could only shatter half of the bronze chains at this moment.

The remaining bronze chains, in the instant they struck the Demon Emperor's body,

It actually caused the Demon Emperor to be beaten back to his original form, turning back into the appearance of the Golden Crow.

But at this moment, the chain was shattered as the Golden Crow flapped its wings.
The area where the Demon Emperor's body was located also turned into an absolutely high-temperature field, distorting time and space, and no one could see him clearly.

The residual power brought by the Golden Crow's flapping wings also caused the monks of the two tribes to be blown away thousands of miles away by this air wave.

They could only look at the fierce battle between the two strongest men from afar across the abyss-like battlefield.

"Humph!" The Demon Emperor looked at Emperor Yu in front of him and snorted coldly, "Now it's only you and me left!"

Then the space within a hundred miles around the Demon Emperor suddenly changed dramatically, and everything became chaotic.

All the light and spiritual power were swallowed up by the endless darkness, leaving only the phantom of the Donghuang Bell, like the scorching sun hanging high in the darkness.

Thousands of miles away, the Nine-Headed Lion King finally recovered from the feeling of being suppressed by the Nine Provinces Cauldron.

He took the opportunity to swung out his sharp claws and shouted angrily: "Kill!"

At this moment, Emperor Yu calmly raised his hand and offered up the second tripod, the Sheji Tripod!

What gushed out of the Sheji Ding was not the murderous energy of swords and weapons, but the incense faith of hundreds of millions of people in their ancestors and forefathers. These incense faiths quickly gathered into a huge golden barrier, stretching across the battlefield.

All the demon soldiers looked at the huge shadow that fell from the sky in horror.
Their bodies became stiff in an instant, as if they were frozen in place, unable to move.

"You forcefully combine the thoughts of all the demons into the Heart of Heaven. This is nothing but a stolen and false authority."

Emperor Yu stepped on the giant tripod and raised his hand. The Xuanyuan Blood Sword, which was originally in the hand of Lord Xia Tian, ​​quickly broke through the void and was held in the hand of Emperor Yu.

"The true will of heaven should be the responsibility to advance and retreat together with all living beings!" Emperor Yu's voice was like a huge bell, echoing throughout the world.

When the Demon Emperor saw this, he was shocked. He immediately raised his hand and used the power of chaos to condense a huge "Chaos Bell".

The bell rang, shaking the void, and the void actually cracked like a mirror.
Pouring out from it was the glorious shadow of the former demon court.

Hundreds of thousands of demon gods controlled the star flags and spread out the Zhoutian star formation covering the sky and the earth.

Ten huge golden crows spread their wings, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, as if they were going to burn the whole world to ashes.
On the ground, creatures of all races knelt on the ground, worshiping the majesty of the Demon Court.

Faced with such a terrifying phantom of the demon court, Emperor Yu showed no fear at all.

The ancient sword in his hand was completely unsheathed, and the light from the tip of the sword was not sword energy, but the fire that had never been extinguished by the human race for thousands of years.

Then, this spot of starlight expanded rapidly, turning into the barren period of the human race when they used slash-and-burn agriculture, and then into countless ancient ancestors who controlled floods and founded dynasties.

The two shadows collided with a loud bang, like two meteors meeting in the sky.

At this moment, the long river of time seemed to be disturbed, and a phantom was reflected in the sky.

The two time and space that were not supposed to be on the same timeline actually came into direct contact in this fierce collision.
The long river of time also appeared in this collision, and the surging river seemed to swallow up both of these illusory worlds.

The power of the Demon Court in the past was indeed very strong, but the human race is now able to control the trends of heaven and earth, which is an immeasurable power.

In the face of this powerful torrent of luck, the demon clan's Zhoutian Xingdou formation, although extremely solid,

However, it was gradually shattered under the impact of the golden torrent of human destiny, just like the morning dew encountering the rising sun, and dissipated in an instant.

The Demon Emperor's face turned pale, and he looked at everything in front of him with disbelief.

He never expected that even if he had mastered the "Heavenly Heart Change", he would still be unable to resist the torrent of power from the heaven and earth.

"No!" The Demon Emperor let out an angry roar, causing countless cracks to appear in the void.

As the Demon Emperor roared, the Donghuang Bell began to vibrate wildly.
The originally tiny cracks on the bell suddenly expanded, and wisps of chaotic energy seeped out from the cracks.

These chaotic energies spread rapidly in the void like poisonous snakes. Wherever they passed, the vacuum was shaken and distorted.

The area filled with chaotic energy revealed a gray chaotic void.
This void seems to be the graveyard of the world, with endless darkness and chaos intertwined together, making people feel creepy.

In this chaotic void, the sound of the Donghuang Bell vibrated wildly.

Even the human cultivators who were thousands of miles away began to bleed from all seven orifices and screamed in agony after hearing the bell.

When Emperor Yu saw this, his expression changed slightly. He immediately stretched out his finger and lightly tapped the "Farming Cauldron" on the seventh cauldron of the Nine Cauldrons.

The moment the lid of the tripod was opened, countless millets poured down like a golden rainstorm.

The moment these corns hit the ground, they quickly took root and sprouted, and in the blink of an eye they grew into towering trees.
Its roots broke out of the ground like a dragon, tightly entwining the chaotic void and growing wildly.

In this chaos, these giant trees actually opened up a vast piece of pure land, completely isolating the Demon Emperor's killing moves.

This pure land is like a paradise, quiet and peaceful.

At the same time as this piece of pure land was formed, the Donghuang Bell was activated due to the Demon Emperor's forced load, and the Golden Crow phantom behind him also let out a dying cry.

After all, the current Donghuang Bell is no longer what it used to be. It is just a part of it and cannot be compared with the Jiuzhou Ding in Emperor Yu's hands.

At the same time, the shadow of Donghuang Taiyi appeared on the surface of the bell.

The former Demon Emperor was still wearing the imperial robe, but his body was covered in blood.

"Die!" The Demon Emperor's roar resounded throughout the chaotic void, his voice filled with despair and madness.

The eighteen-winged Golden Crow’s Dharma image was fully revealed, and each feather was burning with the true fire of the sun that could burn away time. The raging flames dyed the entire chaotic void a fiery red.

He flapped his wings and flew high, his wings breaking the boundaries of time and space, and flew away at a speed faster than the speed of light.

Wherever this stream of light passed, the space shattered and collapsed like a torn mirror, revealing the endless dark abyss of chaos behind it.

At this moment, Emperor Yu was as steady as a rock, not moving a muscle.

"I can stop the torrent of world destruction, let alone you?!"

Emperor Yu's voice was like a huge bell, echoing in the chaos.

He slowly raised his hand and sketched out an ancient and mysterious word "Ding" in the air.

In an instant, the torrent of the sun's true fire suddenly froze in front of it.

It was like hitting an invisible dam and unable to move forward at all.

The Demon Emperor opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief.

He couldn't imagine that an attack in which he had used all his strength could be so easily suspended in mid-air by Emperor Yu.

"This is the power of humanity. How can we allow evildoers like you to act so recklessly here?"

Emperor Yu stepped onto the tripod and walked forward. Every step he took was like stepping between heaven and earth, making a dull sound.

He raised his hand and waved it, and the totem on the Xuanyuan Blood Sword lit up.
The fire of Suiren, the hexagrams of Fuxi, the medicinal herbs of Shennong...

The shadows of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors overlapped on the sword blade, and finally condensed into a ray of light of civilization that spanned ancient and modern times.

Then the ancient sword was like a meteor piercing the sun, and in the next moment it pierced the Demon Emperor's heart.

In an instant, the Demon Emperor let out a shrill scream, and the Dharma image behind him disintegrated into thousands of sparks.

He didn't expect that he would be defeated so easily in front of the former emperor of mankind.

Countless demons also looked pale at this moment, not knowing where to go.

However, at this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the void, and a figure suddenly stepped out.

"This battle ends here." The man in black robe raised his hand, and a chaotic energy swept up the Demon Emperor's body and soul and the Donghuang Bell.

Emperor Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and he wanted to swing his sword to stop it, but he saw a familiar breath flash through the formation!

"The Sun's True Fire..." (End of this chapter)